MOLD ON CAREFUL STRING
[I start to jog again, to lose weight]
I'm lying, again, I'm running away from the truth
as if it were easier to cast cheap hexes
like gelatin in food-
[A great wind breaks across the night sky. The moon glows, painfully.]
At night, be careful running.
You'll notice that one out of every forty trees creak loudly in the wind.
Take note that they are made from plastic and rubber,
like a person or a tumor- the electricity hums quietly but sharply
inside of this.
What is 'contamination?' This questions begs also the answer
of how to understand insulation. Is this safety,
or the absurd, like theory, being trapped in a body.
Do not approach them. Imposters,
are quite eager. If you were to strike one,
prepare to know
the jolts of a betrayed yell
within a noise.